~ Chapter 46: Do a bungee jump and dance in the rain. ~

(A/N: New chapter!! Ok, we're really close to the end now so please read the A/N I put at the end of the epilogue guys! Enjoy this chapter and as usual, don't forget to vote/comment! <3 No specific song for this chapter because there are some written down in the chapter itself so listen to those while Damon and Leah do ;) )

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        A week later, Damon’s revenge hit me. It was time for my part of the say ‘yes’ for a whole day rule. I was a little afraid of what he would make me do as payback for the Magic Mike dance. He announced his decision two minutes after I woke up.

“Your turn.” He just said, and I knew what he meant without even asking.

“Yes.”

We got out of bed and he asked if I could make some of my magical cookies, and of course I said yes and prepared some while he was watching TV. Then he asked for a massage, which was only fair since he had given me one too. But of course, there was a twist.

“Can you be in your underwear while doing it?” He fake-asked.

“Why, yes of course!”

I took off my clothes and saw his ‘I’m a smartass smile’ so I hit him on the back of the head playfully before commencing his massage. He was shirtless too so our bodies were touching sometimes and I could feel him tensing up even though the whole point of the massage was to relax. I couldn’t help but tease him a little by rubbing myself against him more than necessary, just to hear his breath sharpen. I loved that I had that effect on him. By noon, he had made me dance for him on ‘Wake me up before you go-go’, still in my underwear, and had insisted to film it too. I had made him promise he wouldn’t show it to anyone other than Jenny though because I didn’t particularly want my brother or his best friends to know what kind of underwear I was wearing and even more to see me dancing ridiculously in them.

We were sitting around the table to eat lunch when he popped the question.

“So, can we go bungee jump today?” He inquired, smiling like a mad-man.

“Damon, please…”

“Hey, you well know there’s only one answer to that question honey.”

I rolled my eyes. “Fine. Yes, we can go bungee jump today.”

His grin grew even wider and he got up to wrap me in his arms.

“You’re the best girlfriend ever!”

“Not like I have a choice.” I mumbled against his shoulder because he was pressing me against him and I was close to not being able to breath.

“Come on, you’ll love it. Let’s go dress up, I’ve already made the calls and the reservations and we’re up for four in the afternoon by a bridge.”

“You bastard!! You had reserved earlier!!”

“Yup.” He smiled again with that ‘I’m a smartass smile’. “That’s why I was waiting for your ‘say yes’ day. I new I would have to prepare an expose to make you do it otherwise and this was just so much easier!”

“You’re a meanie.”

“And you love me.”

“And I love cookies.” I corrected.

He laughed and kissed me. Then he led me to my bedroom, which had became his too for long, he even had his clothes stored here, I didn’t even know why he kept paying the rent for the house next door since he was practically never there but I minded my own business and didn’t ask.

We dressed warm then took the road to get to the bridge from which we would jump in the emptiness. Who would have thought I would be jumping in the whole nothingness of the world more than two times in the same year?!

We arrived to the point two hours later and I almost had a heart attack when I saw the height the bridge was at.

“I’m going to pee my pants.” I warned Damon.

He laughed. “Come on, it’ll be fun.”

We walked over to the meeting point and saw that two people were about to jump. They were attached to the rope and a guy started counting to three. And then the woman just jumped and screamed. No need to say I was about to run the hell out of here when I saw that but Damon held on tight to my hand, as if sensing my thoughts and led me to the guy who seemed to be in charge. He gave him our names then talked about things and others but I was too busy repeating a mantra in my head to listen. Don’t run away. You’re not afraid. Don’t run away.

And then the guy turned to me, as if expecting an answer and I had to ask him to repeat his question. He laughed.

“Don’t be scared, it’s fun. The worse part is to jump but you’ll see, you’ll love it so much you’ll want to do it again. It’s the same for everyone.”

I could tell the guy was trying to reassure me but I was still scared shitless and trying to breath normally.

“Come on, let’s get you guys tied up.”

Oh my god Oh my god Oh my God!! My head was a mess at this point and I didn’t know how to calm down. I had felt the exact same way for when I was about to jump from the cliff, then when we had skydived, and I had loved both of those activities but that couldn’t help me stop being afraid. Damon gave me a reassuring smile before kissing me then let go of my hand for the first time since we had got here and went over further to get attached to the security things and to the rope.

Once we were fixed to the rope and had gone over the whole security rules, we advanced on the bridge, towards the very edge, but someone was still holding on to our belts. I looked at Damon and he gave me a thumbs up.

“Have fun!” He screamed.

“Yes.” I yelled back, because what other answer was I supposed to give him. “You too. And this is so much worse than the Magic Mike dance!”

“Just be happy I didn’t ask you to jump in your underwear!”

I laughed and didn’t mind the weirded-out looks of the guys in charge of helping us.

“Ok I’m going to count to three and then you guys will jump ok?” The guy screamed.

“Ok!” I yelled back, even if I wanted to run away and go hide.

“One!”

Oh God.

“Two!”

OH GOD.

“Three!”

I didn’t think anymore, I just jumped in the emptiness and screamed my lungs out as I did so. I got caught by the rope and started bouncing in the air. It had been quick, a little too quick to my taste. I had LOVED it!!!!

“Leah?? You okay??” I heard Damon screaming.

“I’m awesome!! You??”

“Freaking awesome!!”

Someone helped us down and we laughed like maniacs while trying to catch our breath, hugging each other. I looked up to the bridge and my eyes open wide. Wow, I had really jumped form that high??! I was a freaking bad-ass!

“This was awesome, wasn’t it?”

“Yes.” After all, I wasn’t allowed to say anything else but this time, I meant it.

“So, I was right?”

“Yes.” I rolled my eyes and he smiled.

“Do you want to do it again? You’re allowed to shake your head for this one if you really don’t want to, I’m not a tyrant!”

“Yes.” I just answered and I lifted me in the air then onto his shoulder.

“Hey! Put me down!”

“Do you want me to carry you to the car?” He inquired.

“Yes.”

“I knew it.”

So he carried me on his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and sang the dwarfs song from Snow-white while doing so, which made me laugh and him too since his back was shaking a little. We got back on top of the bridge and I saw the grin of the guy who had tried to reassure me.

“See? I told you you’d want to do it again!” He was very proud of himself apparently.

We got attached back to the ropes, then were led to the edge of the bridge and the same amount of stress built up in my stomach. It was insane and completely stupid since I had just jumped and knew exactly what to expect but I couldn’t help it. They counted to three again and we jumped. This time, I didn’t scream as much, but still did a little. God this feeling was awesome and I had such an adrenaline rush I almost wanted to jump a third time.

We got back up the bridge but this time it was to pay. Just before, we carved our two names in the bridge while no one was looking then got to the little house to pay. I was tired of Damon paying everything for me and my feminist side definitely wasn’t happy about it. I got my wallet out but Damon gave me his look like ‘What the hell are you doing?’.

“I’m paying this time.” I stated.

“No you’re not.”

“Yes, I am.” I insisted on the yes part but regretted it, already knowing what was coming next from his ‘I’m a smart-ass’ smile.

“Leah, do you want me to pay for it?” Damon fake-asked.

“No!” I exclaimed.

“Huh-uh, wrong answer babe, you’re only supposed to answer yes today, remember?”

“What’s with all the pet names today?!”

I didn’t dislike it as much as I thought I would coming from Damon’s mouth but I still was not a fan at all.

“I don’t know, do you want me to call you with pet names until tomorrow?”

“Damon!!” I protested.

“Just say yes sweetie, you know you want to.”

He was having way too much fun with it but I understood it completely, I knew what the special power felt like.

“Fine!! But I’m paying for the next thing we do!”

“Whatever you want babe.”

I hit him playfully in the arm and he smiled again. I loved goofy Damon and even if it meant letting him win, I would never be tired of the sight of him smiling like a mad man. Damon paid, then we went back inside the car and it started raining at about half the two hour trip. Damon parked the car in the middle of the road and I frowned.

“What are you doing?” I asked. “Are you tired? Are you hurting?”

“Relax love, I’m just stopping for something off the Bucket List that I’ve wanted to do for a long time and now is the best time to do it.”

“Oh my god, please don’t call me love, it makes me sound a thousand years old!” I protested, hiding my face in my hands.

“Alright sweetie. Now get out of the car.”

“What? Why? It’s pouring outside!”

“I know smart-ass, that’s the point!”

“I’m scared.”

He laughed.

“Come on, it’s a fun one.”

I got out of the car reluctantly. I didn’t even have a hood and was already soaking wet. I’m not someone who cares about her hair to the point to never go out in the rain because she’s afraid it will ruin it or make her look bad but right now, I just knew it was a mess and a freaking birds nest on my head. Damon kept laughing and took my phone.

“I don’t know where that idea came from but one thing in my Bucket List was Dance in the rain.” Damon screamed over the sound of the rain falling on the hard ground.

There was no one on the road and we were the only two idiots outside in the pouring rain, standing there without even an umbrella.

“We don’t even have music!” I shouted back, smiling.

“Yes we do!”

Damon walked over back to the car and turned the sound of the radio to its maximum. I heard the final notes to a song, then another started playing and it was the best to dance to. Don’t Stop, by 5 Seconds of Summer.

“You know that song?” I asked.

“No. But it doesn’t matter, it’s catchy, let’s dance!” He screamed.

And then we started moving and dancing like mad people, the rain pouring over us. Damon started jumping at the lyrics and I laughed, jumping along and dancing so horribly bad it must have been funny. A car passed and honked the horn either to signal we were crazy or to make sure we knew they had seen us. Well, it didn’t matter, it would just give them something to talk about at dinner. We danced ‘til the end of the song, then Your Song, the Elton John version, passed and Damon walked over to me before passing his arms around my waist.

“We’ve never slow-danced together before.” He observed.

He didn’t need to shout anymore because he was much much closer. I could almost feel his breath on my face.

“Everyone kept pushing us to at parties but we were acting like babies and frowning our noses as if it was disgusting to even think about it since we were basically brother and sister.” I remarked.

“Can I tell you a secret?”

I raised my eyes to meet his.

“All those times when one of our friends would push us to slow-dance together at the parties, I kept wishing you would want to or that I’d be brave enough to ask you but it never happened.”

“Can I tell you a secret too? I thought the same. But then you would frown your nose and end up dancing with another girl. I never admitted I was jealous but I realize now that I really was.”

He smiled and bent down to kiss me.

“Our past selves would be very content with this situation.” Damon pointed out.

“Old Leah would probably do a happy dance and jump all around the house before dancing to her favorite song which was probably something by a boyband.”

“Old Damon would brag to Andrew or any other guy and then would do a happy dance back when he would be back home.”

I laughed and the song ended, changing to Locked Out Of Heaven, by Bruno Mars. So we started dancing like crazy people again. I have to admit Damon had good moves. I had seen him dance before so it wasn’t that surprising but still, it kind of turned me on… Was that weird?

The song ended and we were both breathless from the jumping and dancing. We looked in each other’s eyes and burst out laughing at the same time. We looked ridiculous, soaking wet and short for breath, in the middle of a road. Not right in the middle, on the edge of it, but there was no city whatsoever around. More cars had passed, most of them honking the horn, and someone even shouted “Good moves” while passing.

“I’m cold.” I stated, when we had stopped moving for more than five seconds.

“Me too. But don’t worry, I thought about everything, there’s a change of clothes in the trunk. We’ll just have to try to put the clothes on in the backseat.”

“How did you know it was going to rain?” I asked, shielding my eyes with a hand and blinking the rain away from my lashes.

“I didn’t. I’ve had the clothes in the trunk for a long time, in case something crazy like that were to happen.”

I smiled. This was so Damon, planning everything like that. We agreed to go back inside the car and he got the clothes out of the trunk. I changed first, bending in the backseat to try to fit in my skinny jeans, then to try to pass my shirt around my head. It was definitely not the best place to get dressed but it was way better than staying wet for a whole hour until we would arrive home. I sneaked in the front seat and Damon changed in the back. My long hair was still wet, obviously, and had left a wet trace along my back, making me shiver from cold. Damon turned on the heat and dried his own hair with his wet shirt. It wasn’t very efficient but at least, they had stopped leaving drops of water all over the car.

He slipped in the front too and kissed my cheek, which sufficed to warm me all over.

“Thanks for doing that with me, this was awesome.”

“It was fun.” I admitted. “Now let’s go home, you look way too hot with a wet shirt and I want to jump your bones.”

He laughed at my honesty and kissed me again, his hand on my leg, still managing to warm me all over even though I had been cold just a minute ago.

“That can be arranged.” He answered.

“I am not having sex with you in a car. It’s way too uncomfortable and I already almost broke my neck putting my shirt on.”

He laughed.

“I’d better hurry home then.”

He finally started the car and I snapped a picture of our dancing spot just before he drove away from it. I took the notebook out of the bag and ticked Bungee jump for the list then let Damon tick off Dance in the rain when he was at a red light. Well, this had surely been a fun day!